The anxiety of the cultivators in the world of immortal cultivation was slightly relieved, but who knew where the central dragon vein had gone?
No one knew that this matter gradually lost its popularity in the world of immortal cultivation.
The dragon vein is not a treasure. Human cultivators don’t need to think about it at all. They can’t use it and can’t bear the luck of heaven and earth!
What they are more concerned about now is where is that extremely talented young man?
Who is he? Does he have any sect?
Many sword-wielding forces are ready to make a move. If a genius like this grows up, he can suppress the world by himself.
There are probably only a handful of sword immortals who can be bestowed by heaven, both in ancient and modern times, and in the future.
The four steps of self-created sword intent reached the great perfection, this talent is simply terrifying.
They must accept him as their disciple no matter what. With such a genius in charge, there is no need to worry about the prosperity of the sect!
Mo Qingyi returned to the sect in a daze.
Lushan Sword Sect is the holy place for cultivation that sword practitioners in the south yearn for!
Its leader is Lushan Sword Immortal Feng Qingyang, a Mahayana Sword Immortal who can fight against powerful people who have undergone tribulation to a draw with his Mahayana cultivation, and his story has become a legend.
This shows the domineering and powerful swordsmanship of the Sword Immortal. That battle also established the Lushan Sword Sect's position as the leader among the major sword sects in the south.
"Qingyi, what are you doing?"
Feng Qingyang could tell at a glance that Mo Qingyi was not in a good condition, and thought of what had happened recently in the Tianwang Secret Realm.
He sighed slightly. Before this, Mo Qingyi was the most talented swordsman in history.
Now, the young man is like the shining sun, spanning the sky and illuminating the eternal sword path.
It's normal that Mo Qingyi can't accept such a gap.
"Master, that's not true. Fellow Daoist Ye didn't return my sword to me."
Mo Qingyi sighed softly. Fellow Daoist Ye disappeared inexplicably after borrowing the sword. That was his personal sword!
It was also a reward from his master for him becoming a sword immortal. The quality of the sword was not low, and he had spent a lot of effort to nurture this sword.
Feng Qingyang was dumbfounded. What a joke! He had misunderstood.
This is fine, as long as the disciple's heart of Taoism is not broken.
It is said that many sword cultivators present that day had their hearts broken and could not accept such an outcome.
They practiced the sword spirit of their predecessors with great effort, but one day they suddenly realized the truth, created their own sword spirit, achieved perfection in the fourth step, and were named Sword Immortal by Heaven.
They couldn't help but wonder, were they practicing sword skills?
Why is there such a big difference between us even though we are the same people!
"Master, I will go down the mountain to look for Fellow Daoist Ye to retrieve my sword. At the same time, I will also practice my Red Dust Sword Intent."
Mo Qingyi bowed to Feng Qingyang and returned to his house to practice and recover from his injuries.
Feng Qingyang looked at Mo Qingyi's back and a relieved smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. He was truly worthy of being his disciple.
Faced with such a formidable opponent, he remained steadfast in his Daoist faith and courageously continued to advance in the sword arts of his own creation.
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When Ye Feng woke up, Mudan was sleeping beside him.
Looking at the vivid golden dragon tattoo on his body, he had some vague guesses in his mind.
Since he experienced such inhuman pain in the black dragon's body, he later got a golden dragon tattoo.
With a little association, some things are not difficult to guess.
They transferred the dragon veins of the central region to him, or rather turned them into the golden dragon tattoo on his body.
Apart from this, he couldn't think of any other possibility.
The black dragon cannot be killed because the black dragon and the dragon veins in the central region are fused together.
But Mudan chose to kill the black dragon. The dragon vein cannot be broken, this is definitely a principle.
Then the only possibility is to transfer the dragon vein to him.
Moreover, when he faced the black dragon, he did not feel unable to use spiritual power as Mo Qingyi said.
Could it be that he is not from Jiangcheng?
Or if the ancestors were not from Jiangcheng ten thousand years ago, then this curse would have no effect?
He could only guess so.
At this time, his attention shifted to Mudan who was still sleeping soundly.
Mudan was still wearing a cheongsam, exuding the charm of a mature woman. More importantly, it was her first time that night.
This being, who is so powerful that he can kill a black dragon with ease, is enjoying himself under him. His desire to conquer is extremely fascinating.
He licked his lips and began to stroke it dishonestly with his fingers, removing the restraints that were in the way.
The awakened Peony's eyelashes trembled slightly as she felt the impact coming from behind.
Why would the young master do such a thing just after waking up?
It has to be said that after she helped the young master break the curse, the young master's sexual desire was magnified many times.
Ye Feng changed his position, holding Mudan's long legs and watching her pretending to sleep.
A smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. Is this fun?
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After a fierce battle, Ye Feng felt the changes in his body.
This dragon vein really has no effect on the body, and the cultivation level is still stuck in the late stage of foundation building.
As for those two sword moves, they were so powerful that he would probably find it difficult to use them again in a short period of time.
"Return to Oneness, Startling Swan" carries the sword spirit of the sword masters of all generations;
"Reunification, Unparalleled" carries the will of the supreme being of the ancient human race.
The use of two sword moves can be explained by coincidence. The first time was when Mo Qingyi's sword monument aroused the sword intent of countless ancient sword masters.
The second time was when the body reacted instinctively under the terrifying might of the black dragon. The strange aura attracted the shadow of the ancient human supreme.
He did have some attainments in swordsmanship, but it was almost impossible for him to be so powerful.
If you want to have that kind of power, you have to improve your cultivation.
Without the support of the sages' sword intent and the ancient human supreme being, it would be impossible for him to unleash such power with his strength in the foundation-building stage.
"Mudan, which force did those twelve white-robed men belong to?"
Ye Feng suddenly asked what kind of force those people who appeared in the Tianwang Secret Realm and threatened to take over the Tianwang Secret Realm belonged to.
He clearly looks like a human, but he helps the Black Dragon, a monster that wreaks havoc on the world.
Mudan lay on his back and said softly:
"A bunch of lunatics who blindly worship relics of the past, even those of impure blood can worship them as gods."
"This is also the reason why the head of the family asked you not to use the identity of the young master of the Ye family to travel around Jiangcheng. Just let those crazy people help us raise things."
Ye Feng's eyes were deep. Things that others thought were hidden had long been under the surveillance of the Ye family.
Even the things they raise are being targeted by the Ye family, and the Ye family just needs to be the oriole.
"Young Master, for your sake, the Ye family will let some of them go, but the others will be killed without mercy..."
The peony chuckles, like a poppy, crazy but full of charm.
Some of them would be spared because of him, but the others would have to die. He had a vague guess in his mind.
Could it be... He Lingxuan!
"Young Master, there are only three days left. We will just sit here and wait for something to happen."
Mudan's body coiled up like a snake, pressing Ye Feng under her, and said with a faint smile:
"I can't let the young master alert the enemy. The young master has been alerting me for the past three days. Don't alert me, don't alert me..."
What a witch!
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